He Junchao had no choice but to say, "What is the name of an occasion when using that kind of thing?"

Lu Xi thought for a second: "Proposal."

Chen Han: "By it! Hahahaha, you are afraid you don't have to be right."

The girl in the first row covered her chest with her hands and suffocated: "These two have proposed?! I can't do it anymore, I lack oxygen..."

They exchanged positions again, and time passed minute by minute.

Lu Xi saw the "Tao Zhiyaoyao" on the inscription board, took a deep breath and said, "The tea you drank last night."

He Junchao: "White Tao Oolong."

Lu Xi: "The second word is a sentence in the Book of Songs."

He Junchao: "Taozhiyao!"

Chen Han smiled crazy: "That's amazing, you even know what kind of tea he drank last night?"
Chapter completed!